Smooch!

Don't get too excited. We didn't run off to Vegas. This is from his aunt's wedding on a nearby air base a few months ago. 

Anybody else think Nick looks like I'm murdering him? Or at least forcing him to do something he doesn't want to? I can't remember exactly (there was wine!) but I suspect his "I'm-in-pain!" face is either because I'm stepping on his foot, I'm kissing him in front of his grandparents, or because he's grumpy that I'm forcing him to dance. I suspect the latter. 

But really, the boy had already had a few drinks, you'd think dancing wasn't such a big deal! 

. . . maybe I am stepping on his foot.

Silhouette Smooch

God, He's Cute

Belated Post:: Happy Father's Day!!!

Hi Dad!

Lots of love and Happy Father's Day thoughts to you! I had fun at the Rivercats baseball game where you explained what in tarnation was going on. (Our whole family plus Nick went down to sit in the hot sun and drink lemonade and beer and eat super huge hot dogs and fish tacos and tostadas and burritos, mmm!) It was a lot of fun even though the Rivercats lost, and I'll see you at the game next year! I love you lots and lots, and even though I can't make you brownies for Daddy's Day like usual because of your high blood sugar, just pretend I did. ^_^

Smooches,

Katie

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After this week is over (two weeks of HELL, ya'll--the slightest thing makes me want to break down in tears) I will finally be able to BREATHE again.

Midterms are evil, evil things. All teachers conspire together to make the students cry.

I still have no cell phone because I just don't have time to go get a new one. I am also very, very bad about checking myspace and facebook and replying to people. Sorry!

I am a very bad friend because not only do I not call people (I need all your numbers again!) I FORGET to go to the house warming party that I RSVP'd for weeks ago. First I miss her baby shower then I miss her house party. Aaaghh!

I really really need to epilate my legs again. (On the bright side--it's been like three weeks and I still don't have all the regrowth back! Woot!)

I haven't taken the time to give myself a facial or pluck my eyebrows in weeks.

My poor, poor fingernails. Ouchie.

Throughout all this craziness, I still have an unhealthy obsession with the lives of celebrities. Getting InTouch makes my hour!

I have been having really weird dreams, that are making me reconsider what I am doing with my life.

I'm playing Chanson, the last piano piece Grandma gave me, for my grandparent's memorial service, and I need to practice it and memorize it. And then remember how she taught me to introduce myself, play, and then bow. Or is it play, bow, introduce, stand-up comedy?

I sooooo hate math homework. So much. So, so much.

Smoochies!